309 Chapter 312: Lily, I’m Sorry
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Lily Gray, upon hearing Emily Taylor’s words, obediently lay down.
Under the blanket, a pair of watery peach blossom eyes looked at Emily Taylor.
“Mom… you don’t have to stay here with , you should rest too.”
When she first woke up from the nightmare, Lily Gray’s heart was shattered.
Before falling into a stupor, she had suffered so much at the hands of Ethan Wilson.
In the car, his gaze was so bloodthirsty, and his actions were so overbearing and unreasonable.
The things he forced himself to do, showed no compassion, and could almost be considered a punishnt.
But now, her shattered heart was soothed by Emily Taylor.
Emily Taylor’s tolerance and warmth reminded her of her deceased mother.
Like Emily Taylor, she would listen to her grievances, trust her, and give her a chance to explain.
“Don’t worry… Mom will stay with you until you fall asleep, then 1’11 go rest.”
How could Emily Taylor feel at ease leaving Lily Gray alone?
She looked so fragile, so delicate, as if she would disappear at any mont.
A pregnant woman is prone to overthinking; whether for the sake of the Lucas family’s bloodline, or for Lily Gray’s health, Emily Taylor had to stay with her at this ti.
After being urged for a while, Lily Gray knew Emily Taylor could not be dissuaded. In her fatigue, her eyelids slowly closed.
Watching Lily Gray gradually fall asleep, Emily finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the ti, it was four in the early morning.
Just as Emily Taylor was about to rest on the sofa, the bedroom door opened.
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“Ethan, you’re back! Let’s… go out and talk.”
Seeing who was standing at the door, a hint of surprise appeared on Emily Taylor’s face.
But rembering her daughter-in-law had just fallen asleep, she imdiately lowered her voice, walked over, and tried to lead her son outside.
“No need.” Ethan Wilson pulled Emily Taylor’s hand from his arm.
“Mom, you go back first… I’m tired.”
Ethan’s face looked no different than usual, except for a bit more coldness and chill.
However, the scent of alcohol emanating from him made Emily Taylor vaguely worried.
“Co out with first, I have sothing to say to you…”
There were so things, she felt, that she needed to clarify with her son.
Unfortunately, Ethan Wilson was not grateful.
“It’s too late. We’ll talk about it tomorrow.”
Ever since her son grew up, he was no longer obedient to her.
With Ethan’s strong intention to dismiss her, Emily Taylor had no choice but to let him rest first and plan to tell him about David Redington tomorrow.
After Emily Taylor left, a hint of emotion finally appeared on Ethan Wilson’s expressionless face.
He frowned, his dark gaze falling on Lily Gray’s sleeping face.
In her sleep, Lily Gray had her eyes tightly closed; even her delicate, feathery lashes were adorned with crystal clear teardrops.
Her face had the traces of tears, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly swollen.
Ethan Wilson just stared at her.
How long he stared, he did not know, but the man in the darkness finally moved.
He then went into the bathroom.
A mont later, the man who had washed away the scent of alcohol erged from the bathroom wearing a bathrobe.
In his hand was a wet towel.
He gently approached the bedside, making sure that the small woman on the bed was sound asleep and showed no signs of waking up.
Only then did he lean down and use the damp towel in his hand to gently wipe the tear stains from her face.
He originally intended to clean her face and then leave the bedroom.
However, at such close range, he saw how docile and submissive she was in her sleep.
In the end, Ethan Wilson could not resist, and he gently placed a kiss on her slightly parted lips.
In her sleep, Lily Gray seed to hear a deep, hoarse voice in her ear.
“Lily, I’m sorry..”
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